Our friendship began in our senior year, and Pat was the best friend a person could ever have. She was always the most loyal, caring and crazy lil woman I have ever known. The last time I saw her and she was so sick and near the end we were still laughing about all our wonderful times together. We had talked so much in previous years about the BIG 50 REUNION. She looked at me that last time and said "I am not going to make it to this one, but I will be there in spirit". I can't thank you all enought for showing up for her little mini-reunion. It meant the world to her and she talked about what a wonderful gift it was to see and talk with all of you. It is so hard to believe she is gone. It still hurts so bad, but I know I will see her again for an even bigger reunion. I love you and miss you so so much, my dearest friend.

Pat was a neighbor and good friend our senior year.  She always had a way of saying something to make me feel good about myself.  I, like Deven, got to have a long phone conversation with Pat there at the end of her life (thanks to Sheri Ebert for letting me know about Pat's situation). Pat was so strong in her faith that she was the one giving me strength in that conversation.  I'm so thankful I had that opportunity to hear her voice one last time.  Her words and witness will be with me forever.

Some classmates had the bittersweet opportunity to see Pat in her last days on this earth; I didn’t have that chance, but did have a lengthy phone conversation with her. She was laughing and rejoicing, even in those last days, and sharing her steadfast faith. I got to know Pat when we were JV cheerleaders, and in my mind she is still that precious little blonde bundle of energy, but her words to me nearly 50 years later will be with me into eternity. We’ll be together again in God’s cheering section one day, Pat, although I’m betting you’ll be Captain!